The only thing that stops the dust is the rain. It’s a sweet reprieve, but there is no middle ground. The land is either as dry as the Betty Ford clinic, or as wet as the ocean floor. Everything can be seen from the ridge overlooking Armadillo as John Marston gently bounces along atop...

That's true. I'll put myself forward as a "judge" just because I suck at coming up with good stories. Plus, I can keep in mind aesthetics since I'm a part of the graphic artist team (that is a cool sentence)._________________

Of course I volunteer to judge people in an official capacity._________________I sprinkle sand into the waters of night. The grains burn as they fall, reminding me of another in times long passed away. I watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still proud.

Is someone going to something this thing or something?_________________I sprinkle sand into the waters of night. The grains burn as they fall, reminding me of another in times long passed away. I watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still proud.

I did this for you, used; I heard you're a necrophiliac._________________I sprinkle sand into the waters of night. The grains burn as they fall, reminding me of another in times long passed away. I watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still proud.

I hope it'll bear juicy fruits. Need to bookmark this thread and come back to it with my own ideas. _________________Some dream of a story with a happy ending, but I dream of a happy story with an ending that never comes.

"We nearly Kickstarted the budget back in November," explained Smith. "But now I'm feeling like that's not fair to real indie filmmakers who need the help. Unlike back when I made CLERKS in '91, I've GOT access to money now - so I should use that money and not suck any loot out of the crowd-funding marketplace that might otherwise go to some first-timer who can really use it."_________________“I do like metaphorical heroin and my heroin dealer. EA”